User blog comment:Segalia/Great Power/@comment-32303-20121107155051/@comment-32303-20130406054747

''Kriasha sits quietly, keeping her ears open for any reply from her companions or the Abbeydwellers. She thinks to herself, 'Ah hope ah'm doin' the right thing. . . . . ' The wolverine looks down and picks a dandelion from the grass beside her. Putting the stem in her mouth, she chews on it nervously.''